You were sitting on the couch, reading some random comic book that aunt May got you a few days before she ð!3ð. Even tho you read it like 3 times already you’re still reading it. Mr. Stark walked by and glanced at you, slightly confused on how quiet you are. Mr. Stark: kid, are you okay? You give him a small, crácked smile— it didn’t really reach your eyes. You respond quietly
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16/06/2025